There are few times in my life that I have felt superior to a published author, seeing as how I am
still collecting rejection notices
published now bitches! One of those times was reading this book. Oh, this. book. Looking for Trouble: the Erotic Fiction of R. J. March. I got it on mark-down for $5. I cannot argue for the price, since I did get some laughs. For all that it is supposed to be gay erotica, I cannot shake the feeling that March is actually anti-gay
and wrote this to ensure no man who ever read it would want to have sex again.
On the cover is two men in the back seat of a car, both fully dressed but clearly Up To Something. This may be the best part of the book. It is a collection of twenty-seven short stories. The squick begins with the introduction. The first line, even.
- Quote :
- My father was my first erotic fiction.
Spoilered for really terrible porn. You were warned.
And now for replies from the old board because they made me laugh: